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Chapter 883 : Her Cry

I took it and looked like there were still a lot, at least a dozen.

After looking at it, I asked:

"How are you doing during the summer vacation?"

Haha, when I meet someone who has a taste, I will ask questions like others.

That being said, I'm not completely indifferent, but I just have no friends.[

Liao Liang nodded, looked very happy, and said with a smile:

"I'm very good. I worked in the factory with my mother for a month and a half. My mother said I had given me 900 yuan, and the tuition fee for this semester was enough. I went home every night to do my homework, but I didn't miss it at all. There were just a few things.

The question won't be".

I laughed, but after suffering, I realized that hard work is applicable to most people.

If you know how to work hard without enduring hardships, isn’t it better? Haha, thinking about this now is useless to us.

I asked her indifferently:

"Thank you?"

The clothes on Liao Liang were obviously the kind I used to pick up other people’s old clothes, clean and simple.

He has the maturity of a sixteen-year-old adult on his face.

I think everyone's growth is both hard and happy.

What I like most is that her smile on her face becomes more charming, her eyes are pure, and she has power.

Liao Liang also looked at me and shook his head and said:

"It's not hard. Many people in the factory graduated from technical schools, with temporary workers, and their salaries are the same as mine. They put labels and move things easily. They used to play at home like that, but after doing it, they realized that we can do many things.

Do it. And now I know that what I occasionally hear about my father was so instigated and finally pushed down by someone.”

Liao Liang's voice became lower and lower, and the wood hibiscus also changed color, faint, a little, indifferent

Uh, I, my eyes widened and my breathing was a little difficult.

But soon, I didn't think about it.

Many things happen constantly, and those who know, those who don’t know, those who don’t understand, those who don’t understand, those who can’t control, will continue no matter what.

"I have no place to say it, and I don't dare to tell my mother. You know, I'm quick-talking, and I don't say it, but I'm afraid."

Liao Liang covered his mouth and lay on the chair and sobbed quietly

There are very few people in the small garden, and we speak lightly, and we do not attract bystanders.

guli


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